Lyrics:
back in my place now you see me
I'm way out of state get too rowdy I'll let it spray (Yeah)
Red bottoms my nigga got this out the hood
No gunna my
not a 41
Try again, bitch, I'm not one of them
Glock cocked, I be done shot one of them
They ain't know I had the gun
When they let me in
You know I got
Mix-A-Lot]
Yeah, I'd much rather be behind the mic, then the gat
But the simple fact that my pockets is fat
Means I can't relax, you know what I'm sayin?
Haha
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
Yeah, 1997
Tony Fantell
Me and my crazy world
You know what I'm saying
Will my niggas that feel me throw your hands up
You know what I'm saying
All
But i'm not feeling your mix tape brother
I think you made a big mistake brother
You're not hip-hop that's a piss take brother
Yeah, I like your mix
add 'er all together
I ain't talkin' bout the drug
And you know it's orange juice
If they say a C-plus
If you think I'm a 50 then
You got no sense like
that's a no go
Drinking by myself go solo
If you mention rehab I'll say no no no
Like Winehouse did fuck I won't go
Imma always keep it G like Polo
TMZ say
that money you know how I’m coming but then agin no you don’t
(No you don’t)
I’m stacking that money you know you know boy I want a 100 m’s
(100
Want to introduce to the good life, trips overseas get a crib where the moon shine to the sky light/ dinner by wine light, want you to have it all/
Word
She began by saying try after try
It's a done deal
Now I'm singing byebye
All I tried to do was keep you satisfied
Never dealing with no others
(get it)
I don't kiss and tell, but I'm gon' kiss and tell
You everything that's on my heart, so you can know me well, hello
Hello, good morning
both and call her Headie One
Ain't Central Cee but I'm popping a Molly
I just got picked up by Amy and Holly
Driving around man you know that It's late
Huuh
Wanna have fun let's go go
Acting stuck-up Is a no no
I don't give a ish that's yolo
Stacking this bread my motto
Yeah I'm feeling good right
Another round for me
That girl sick
No more liq
For that bitch
Or she’ll drown you see
please no calls right now
heat this weed is loud
Sheesh; I’m peaking
off the semen, she might need a cleaning
Might need a cleaning, I'm only here for the evening
Maybe the weekend, yo bitch should be tweaking
You know
can be? Maybe RIP (Gone)
Damn, this means I'm toast, no suicide note
Nope
You and I both know to do that's not O
No way
(There's no way I'd ever do
Multiply simple logic
It's rules you can follow
If Dre ain't motivation, I don't know who is
Gift and a curse, maybe them shoes is too big
Or maybe I'm too
an autograph from M-I-X-A-L-O-T
Down for the title match and you know what I'm talkin about
Muscle bound, full of things, knock a sucker's lights out
Bring it
what I like (no, no, no)
Baby, you know what I like (like like like like like)
Baby girl, you know what I like
Baby, you know just what I like, mmm,
to this
Puna boy anthem
Wasn't even Going jump onto this mix
But you know your island girl ain't no bitch
Fuck an eighth, go four-miles for an oz
Zip high
to this
Puna boy anthem
Wasn't even Going jump onto this mix
But you know your island girl ain't no bitch
Fuck an eighth, go four-miles for an oz
Zip high
to this
Puna boy anthem
Wasn't even Going jump onto this mix
But you know your island girl ain't no bitch
Fuck an eighth, go four-miles for an oz
Zip high
game
That’s why I cheat to beat the pain
Beat the pain
No it never works
You know I’m no good
Don’t do what I should
Rather be distracted by you
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